Chapter 52: Flaws (2)

He saw that there was a mountain depression not far ahead, and next to the dozen poplar trees growing straight in the mountain valley was a stream that flowed quietly, and he could drink his horse and hit the tip, so he lifted the reins, and the little white dragon ran down towards the mountain valley "trampling".

The stream in the valley was overgrown with green weeds, and the little white dragon snorted happily.

Lai Xing'er forced the thin masked man with a short knife and shouted: "Get off the horse honestly, don't play any tricks with the master!" ”

The masked man lay on his horse, unresponsive.

Lai Xing'er simply threw him to the ground, only to hear a "poof" sound, as if a stone had hit the ground heavily, but he still didn't see any movement.

Lai Xing'er secretly screamed badly, stepped off the horse, and let the little white dragon run to drink water and eat grass happily, while he squatted down, vigilantly reached out and turned the masked man's body over, turned his face to himself, and carefully picked off his mask with a short knife.

I saw that the masked man still had a strange smile on his young face, his face was black and purple, and the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, and he was dead.

Since discovering that Dong Laocheng was killed, Lai Xing'er has not had time to think about the sudden changes around him, and now he sees that this thin masked man committed suicide because he was captured, and he feels more and more that this group of masked people who are ambushed in front of his mother's grave and suddenly kill people have a background.

He immediately searched the masked man's body, and pulled out a half-hanging copper coin and a waist card from his arms. The waist card is made of bamboo and wood, with a striking eagle-shaped pattern painted on it with red lacquer, and a line of small characters engraved on the back: Jin Shikun, the second gang of the Eagle Regiment of the Right Prison Gate.

This group of masked men is actually from the Right Prison Gate Army guarding the Imperial City!

A name flashed in Lai Xing'er's mind: Li Jinzhong. Everyone knows that these left and right prison armies are the two armies that Li Jinzhong used to quell the Zhang clan's forces.

Thinking of what Dong Laocheng said in the duty room of Jiucheng Palace last night, the desperate poem that his mother wrote after meeting Li Jinzhong, Lai Xing'er shuddered: Yesterday he mentioned Jiucheng Palace in front of Li Jinzhong in Zhongshu Province, and he immediately sent a killer to Jiucheng Palace to hunt him down!

However, after thinking about it, he immediately found a big flaw: it is said that the killer will not carry a waist card to show his identity, even if it is really Li Jinzhong who wants to kill himself, with his current identity, he can find an excuse casually and openly ask for his life, why bother with it?

Thinking of this, Lai Xing'er searched the dead masked man all over his body again, but he was disappointed that there were no more useful clues on the masked man.

At this moment, the little white dragon not far from him, who was gnawing on the weeds on the ground by the stream, suddenly became restless. Lai Xing'er listened attentively, and there was a faint sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

Not good! The masked men are catching up!

Lai Xing'er turned over his horse, turned his horse's head, and galloped away in the direction of Jiucheng Palace: since the masked man was ambushed in the pine forest by the waterfall in the back mountain early, waiting for him and Dong Laocheng to go to the net, they must have gotten the news that they were going to the back mountain in advance, so judging from this, it is likely that there is their inside line in Jiucheng Palace. He must rush back to Jiucheng Palace to find the hidden inside line, and find out as soon as possible who is trying to put him to death.

To Lai Xing'er's surprise, he rode the little white dragon before turning the two mountain beams, and met the eunuch who was cleaning the courtyard outside the duty room early in the morning, only to see him carrying a king-size food basket in his hand, babbling and humming a little song in his mouth, shaking his head and walking all the way.

"Stop." Lai Xing'er let out a low cry unexpectedly.

When the eunuch heard the sound, he looked up, and saw that it was Lai Xing'er who was sitting on the opposite side, so he couldn't help but let out an "ah", turned around and ran.

Lai Xing'er had not yet suspected this person's head, but now seeing him so flustered, his suspicion suddenly rose, and he caught up with him in a blink of an eye, deliberately deceiving him: "This food basket is enough to hold seven or eight people's food, right?" Did you rush to deliver food to your accomplices? ”

The eunuch was obviously a thief-hearted and fearless character, seeing Lai Xing'er holding a sharp knife, when he asked like this, his face immediately changed color in fright, and he casually put the food basket aside, knelt on the side of the road, and rushed to Lai Xing'er and kowtowed again and again and begged: "Little adult spare your life, little adult spare your life." ”

Seeing him react like this, Lai Xing'er already understood seven or eight points in his heart, and he didn't get off the horse, leaned over, knocked the back of the knife in his hand on the eunuch's head, and asked, "Who instructed you to harm Lord Dong and me?" If you don't answer honestly, the master has to kill you alive today. ”

Although the eunuch was frightened, lying on the ground and trembling, hearing Lai Xing'er's words, he still hesitated and refused to answer easily.

Lai Xing'er was filled with grief and anger in her heart, and she couldn't hold it back for a while, so she raised the knife in her hand, cut off half of the eunuch's ear, and asked sharply: "Don't say it, it's not just half an ear that has fallen." Do you say it or not? ”

The eunuch only felt a heart-piercing pain, touched it with his hand, saw that his hands were full of red blood, and howled miserably in his throat, and then stammered and replied: "Little one...... The small one is dedicated to Li Jinzhong...... Master Lee......"

"Nonsense. If Master Li wants to kill me and others, why do you have to act so secretly? ”

Lai Xing'er was afraid that if he would be delayed here for a long time, the masked man would follow the sound and chase after him again, waving his knife at the eunuch and cutting it down.

The eunuch was defenseless last time, and half of his ear was cut off by Lai Xing'er. This time, when he saw Lai Xing'er raising a knife to cut, he hurriedly rolled a lazy donkey, rolled out three or four feet away, took something out of his arms, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lai Xing'er has been following Jing Xuan to practice martial arts for nearly two years, although his skills are not as vigorous as Na Yu and Qian Dashun, but he can also be regarded as agile.

This time the incident happened suddenly, and the strength in Lai Xing'er's hand made it inevitable that it was a little big, and the short knife was nailed straight to the eunuch's heart.

The eunuch stared at Lai Xing'er with a pair of eyes, looked at Lai Xing'er in horror, kicked his legs, and died.

Lai Xing'er jumped off his horse, walked over to the dead eunuch, and bent down to pick up the thing he wanted to put in his mouth, and it turned out to be a green jade plaque that he was no stranger to.

The person who killed him turned out to be sent by Fleur!

Lai Xing'er was shocked, but before he could accept this unexpected discovery, the little white dragon suddenly hissed in pain and rushed to him.

Lai Xing'er straightened up and looked, only to see that a flying knife had been inserted into the left buttocks of the little white dragon. Sure enough, the masked men chased after them.

The little white dragon kept snorting and urging Lai Xing'er to get on the horse, but Lai Xing'er no longer hesitated and got on the horse. A flying knife struck again, whistling past Lai Xing'er's sideburns. The little white dragon raised its neck and hissed, and galloped away in the southeast direction. (To be continued.) )